A: Ah, when creation shows so much beauty, how radiant must be the source!
V: How can anyone today study to become a minister!
A: Your rationalism is as dry as dust.
V: I say that modern man believes in only himself and his biological death.
A: Modern man is a figment of your imagination. Man regards death with horror.
V: Religion for the people. Opium for the aching limb.
Though tonight she’s made me sad.
If I find her I’ll be glad.
I still love her.I don’t wanna spoil the party so I’ll go.
I Don’t Want to Spoil the Party by The Beatles (1964)
I would hate my disappointment to show.
There’s nothing for me here, so I will disappear.
If she turns up while I’m gone, please let me know.
There’s no fun in what I do, if she’s not there.
But I think I’ll take a walk and look for her.
Seven older gentlemen of various political persuasions gather in the courtyard under the squawking birds to politely discuss and examine, in regulated heartbeat, the current issues and events of the week.
High-school classmates, both living & dead, unknown to others outside of Los Gatos, they also like to talk about.
Exclusive club it is.